Pajama Days

pas·sion

ˈpaSHən/

noun: 1.strong and barely controllable emotion.

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Grace, outside in her pjs, at XX o'clock...
...on Saturday.

My six year old LOVES the week-end.  I get it.  Most of us do.  But I truly believe Grace likes this two day stretch more than most.  Me?  On the week-end, I like to get up, drink some coffee, and then maybe head out for a run or go skiing (if it's winter) followed or replaced by whatever else needs to get done depending on the urgency.  Grace?  On Saturday she likes to wake up and NOT get out of bed.  She tends to chill out for a while, sing a little, maybe snooze again or read a book or two.  She will eventually roll out of bed but continues to do whatever she can to draw out the morning.  She prefers to keep her pajamas on.  All day.  I don't always let her do this, but when I do, she'll say something later that night along the lines of, "See mom.  When you leave your pajamas on all day there's no rush to get ready for bed because you ARE ready for bed."  So smart, that Grace.  It's not that she doesn't like school or hanging with her buds.  She loves those things, too.  But nothing is as good as Saturday morning.  And she'd trade soccer for pajamas any day.  Every single morning we have the same discussion.  The only change in the below conversation is the day of the week and the number of days left until Saturday.  Here's how it goes.  Every day.  Monday through Friday.

Grace: Mom, do we have school today?
Me: Yes, Grace.  It's Wednesday.
Grace: Do we have school tomorrow?
Me: Yep. Tomorrow is Thursday
Grace: How about the day after tomorrow? (I kid you not, she keeps going)
Me: That's Friday.  You have school then, too.  The day after that is Saturday.
Grace: YES!!!! (here she genuinely celebrates despite the fact that Saturday is 4 days later than she'd hoped it was)

We all have our passions.  I am passionate about running and music.  Grace is passionate about lazy pajama days.  On Thursday night, she gets a little twinkle in her eye.  By Friday she's got a skip to her step and she's giddy.  I love it.  It's not the most typical passion for a 6 year old.  But it makes her so damn happy.  I've gotta believe (hope, pray) that she's not going to be 40 years old and still want to live, work and play in her pajamas.  But for now, she's doing something she loves every week and she does it really well.  I am doing my best to live by her example.

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